Title: Picnic Memories
Author: j-chan
Theme: group picture #24 1/50
Rating: G
Warnings: shounen ai and yaoi themes implied, humor, food lickage, one swear word
Disclaimer: Gravitation and characters mentioned are not property of me, though I wish they were because then Suguru would be in the remixes, damnit!
Summary: Suguru remembers back to a picnic his cousin hosted…
Picnic Memories
I can still remember the day that the picture had been taken. It really was not a special day, just a picnic my cousin decided to host in honor of Bad Luck finally hitting higher than Nittle Grasper in the charts. I wasn't sure what he wanted to do with this picnic, but I figured I wouldn't ask. If Seguchi Tohma wanted to spoil the people who worked for him, it was better just to nod your head and go along with it. This day, it seemed like everybody was invited. No matter what relation they had to us, they had come.
"Hey, Suguru! I thought you'd be alone with your keyboard!"
Yes, including the most annoying and obsessed boy that could ever walk this earth. "Tatsuha, you obviously don't know me that well. I do not spend all day locked up with my keyboard." I took a sip of soda that I had been holding for far too long.
"Oh yeah, that's right." Tatsuha grinned, nudging me with his elbow. "I forgot, you gave up that habit when you turned seventeen."
I sighed, putting my cup on the table behind me. "Tatsuha, please shut up before I take authority and shut you up myself."
"What's that supposed to mean?" Tatsuha raised an eyebrow and I couldn't help but smirk.
"I'm older Tatsuha, so shut it."
"Suguru-kun! Tatsuha-kun! Come play with me!"
We both turned our heads to the voice, which happened to be Sakuma Ryuichi. Beside me, I felt Tatsuha try to straighten himself as much as he could. I tried not to roll my eyes at him; it was just Ryuichi.
"S-s-sakuma-san," I heard him stumble out beside me. "I would love to play with you!"
I turned, ready to let them go do whatever, and started to walk away. I would have gotten away with it, had Ryuichi not decided to jump on my back. I stumbled, my hands going out to grab onto something. Too late, I realize exactly what table I was about to fall into. Closing my eyes, I put my hands up so I wouldn't hurt myself too badly and just let the crash come.
I felt the table fall under the combined weight of both Ryuichi and myself at the same time. The food that was on the table –pies, cakes, and other desserts people were probably never going to eat in the first place- flew all over the place, most of it landing on Ryuichi, Tatsuha, and my own head. I felt embarrassed, humiliated beyond all reason. I, Fujisaki Suguru, had just ruined my cousin's picnic. I had never done that before.
I stayed where I was and wanting just to become part of the food so that maybe I'd be picked up and thrown out like the rest of it. On top of me, I felt that Ryuichi had not moved as well and that made me worry just a little. Was he thinking the same thing? Did he want to melt into the ground and not be seen for a week? I almost hoped he did so that I wasn't alone.
There was no sound that I could hear. Or maybe that was just because icing had somehow lodged itself into my ear, turning me deaf for the rest of my life. I half wished it did and half wished it didn't. Either way, I'd still get in trouble. Damnit… why me and why now?
Suddenly, I heard laughing behind me. It started off as a slow laugh, as if whoever was laughing could no longer hold it in. Frowning, I lifted myself a little and looked behind me to see Tatsuha leaning against another table, laughing. My eyes narrowed and, for a second, I forgot that Ryuichi was still on top of me. I grabbed the nearest piece of food to me (a glob of chocolate pudding with too much whipped cream on top of it) and threw it at him.
The laughing stopped as soon as the pudding hit him. I glared at him, proud that I could aim while on the ground as I was. "Serves you right," I told him before he could start yelling at me.
"Why you little-"
Laughing started again. Tatsuha and I stared at each other before we both looked down. Ryuichi was now in my lap, his cake covered hand over his mouth. Amusement was in his eyes as he looked between us. "Glaring doesn't work when you're hair is covered in sprinkles, Suguru-kun," he said around his hand.
Shocked, I reached a hand up and ran it over my hair, belatedly realizing that it was the same had that threw the pudding. Great, I just got my hair even messier. Above us, Tatsuha started laughing again, which started in on the group of people now watching us. I scowled at both of them, trying to shake the pudding off my hands. This was not how I wanted to spend my picnic.
"Suguru-kun," Ryuichi said around his laughter, "stop moving so much."
Confused, I turned to him at the same time he came forward and licked a piece of frosting from my face. Before he pulled away, I heard the sound of a camera and a flash. Just great, somebody had to get a picture. A blush started across my face as Ryuichi finally pulled away, licking his lips. I stared at him, entranced in his smile for a long moment.
Shaking his head, Ryuichi lifted up his hand and smeared more icing and other desserts across my face. "Cheer up, Suguru-kun! You have been tasted by the great Ryuichi!"
Now, almost a year after that day, the picture still stands over the mantel. I find myself staring at it almost everyday, remembering back to the times before I found the kind of feelings I needed back then. It was our first picture together, but certainly not our last.
"Suguru! We're going to be late for Tohma's picnic if you don't hurry!"
"I'll be there in a moment!" I took one last glance at the picture before turning and heading toward the car. Maybe, just maybe, we could do a repeat of that picnic. Only, this time, we'd finish cleaning the dessert from each other in a much better manner.
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